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varied and always pleased, the creator of which, | Ludlow the Republican, one of the most honest divested of the ambition and the arts of public and manly adhérents of the Parliainent, in their rivalry, shove forth only to give fresh-animation great struggle with Charles I., lived and died.to those around her. The mother, tenderly af- The mansion stauds near the gate leading to the fectionate and tenderly beloved; the friend, un- Vallais, and over the door are inscribed the boundedly generous, but still esteemed; the cha- words, ritable patroness of all distress, cannot be forgotten by those whom she cherished, and pro

QUIA PATRIS. tected, and fed. Her loss will be mourned the of his residence at Vevay, and of the infamous most where she was known the best; and to the attempts therc made to assassinate him, Ludlow sorrow of very many friends, and of more de- has left an account in bis Memoirs. The parties pendents, may be offered the disinterested regret employed to perpetrate this crime had already of a stranger, who, amidst the sublime scenes of succeeded in destroying Mr. Lisle, another of the the Leman lake, received his chief satisfaction regicides, who, in the language of one of the royfrom contemplating the engaging qualities of the alist writers, was “overtaken by divine venincomparable Corinna."

geance at Lausanne, where the miserable Many amusing and interesting anecdotes of wretch was shot dead by the gallantry of three Madame de Stael are, however, given in the Irish gentlemen, who attempted the surprisal of

Notice" prefixed to her“ Euvres inedites," by him and four more impious parricides.". One of Madame Necker Saussure. From her we learn these attempted surprisals is thus related by that the “wild, vain, but good-natured" Made- Ludlow: “ According to our information, some moiselle Necker actually proposed to her parents of the villains who were employed to destroy us that she should marry Mr. Gibbon in order that had, on the 14th of November, 1663, passed the they might secure the uninterrupted enjoyment Lake from Savoy in order to put their bloody of his society! Her devotion to her father is design in execution the next day, as we should said almost to have amounted to idolatry, as the be going to the church. They arrived at Vevay following anecdote will sufficiently prove. Ma- about an hour after sunset; and having divided dame Necker Saussure had come to Coppet from themselves, one part took up their quarters in Geneva in M. Necker's carriage, and had been one inn and the other in another. The next day, overturned on the way, but without receiving being Sunday, M. Dubois, our landlord, going any injury. On mentioning the accident to early to the church discovered a boat at the side Madame de Stael on her arrival, she asked, with of the lake with four watermen in her, their oars great vebemence, who had driven; and on being in order and ready to put off. Not far from the told that it was Richel, her father's ordinary boat stood two persons, with cloaks thrown over coachman, she exclaimed, in an agony, My their shoulders; two sitting under a tree; and God! he may one day overturn my father!" and two more in the same posture a little way from rung instantly with violence for bis appearance. them. M. Dubois, concluding that they had While he was coming, she paced about the room arms under their cloaks, and that these persons in the greatest possible agitation, crying out, at bad waylaid us with a design to murder us as we Every turn, ** Nly father! my poor father! he should be going to the sermon, pretending to might have been overturned!" and turning to have forgoiten something, returned home and her friend, " At your age, and with your slight advised us of what he had observed. In his way person, the danger is nothing; but with his age to us he had met one Mr. Binet, who acquainted and bulk, I cannot bear to think of it.” The him that two men, whom he suspected of some coachman now came in; and this lady, usually bad intention, had posted themselves near his so mild, and indulgent, and reasonable with all house, and that four more had been seen in the her attendants, turned to him in a sort of frenzy, market-place; but that, finding themselves oband in a voice of solemnity, but choked with served, they had all retired towards the lake. emotion, said, “ Richel! do you know that I am By this means, the way leading to the church a woman of genius?" The poor man stood in through the town being cleared, we went to the astonishment, and she went on louder: “Have sermon without any molestation, and said nothing you not heard, 1 say, that I am a woman of gen. to any man of what we had heard; because we ins?" Coachee was still mute. “Well, then! I had not yet certainly found that they had a design tell you that I am a woman of genius-of great against us. Returning from church, I was in. genius-of prodigious genius! and I tell you formed that the suspected persons were all dinmore, that all the genius I have shall be exerted ing at one of the inns, which excited my curiosity to secure your rotting out your

days in a dun- to take a view of the boat. Accordingly I went geon, if ever you overturn my father!" Even with a small company and found the four waterafter the fit was over, she could not be made to men by the boat, the oars laid in their

places, a laugh at her extravagance, and said, “ And what great quantity of straw in the bottom of the boat, had I to conjure with but my poor gepịus?" and all things ready to put off. About an hour

It is singular, that though her youth was pass-after dinner, I met our landlord, and having ined amidst the most enchanting scenery of Swit- quired of him concerning the persons beforezerland, Madame de Stael bad little relish for its mentioned, he assured me ihey could be no other charms. “Give me the Rue de Bac,” said she than a company of rogues; that they bad arms to a person who was expatiating on the beauties under the straw in the boat; and that they had of the Lake of Geneva ; " I would prefer living cut the withes that held the oars of the townin Paris in a fourth story, with a hundred louis boats, to prevent any pursit if they should be a year."

forced to fly. But these ruffians, who had obAt Vevay may still be seen the house in which served the actions of M. Dubois, and suspected

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he would cause them to be seized, came down soon after I had viewed the boat, and in great haste caused the watermen to put off, and returned to Savoy. This discovery being made, the chatelain, the banderet, together with all the magistrates and people of the town, were much troubled that we had not given them timely notice that so they might have been seized. We afterwards understood that one Du Pose of Lyons, Monsieur Du Pre, a Savoyard (of whom I shall have occasion to speak more largely), one Cerise of Lyons, with Riardo before-mentioned, were part of this crew.”

Du Pre was subsequently seized, and having been convicted of attempting to assassinate the English and of another crime, was sentenced to lose his head. The account of his execution is dreadful. “The day appointed for his execution being come, he was brought down; but the terrors of death, with the dismal reflections on his past life, seized upon him to such a degree that he fell into a rage, throwing himself on the ground, biting and kicking those that stood near, and asking if there were no hopes of pardon. He was told that he ought to remember that, if he had been taken in his own country, where he had murdered his brother-in-law, and had been bi uken in effigy on the wheel, he should not have been used so gently. He refused to go to the place of execution any otherwise than by force; so that about two hours were spent before he arrived at the place where he was to die, though it was within musket-shot of the prison. Here the executioner put a cap on his head, and placed a chair that he might sit; but he took off the cap and threw it away, and kicked down the chair among the people. When the executioner saw this, he tied his hands between his knees; and having assured him that if he persisted in his resistance he would cut him into forty pieces, after about an hour's contest, he at last performed his office."

On the revolution Ludlow returned to Eng. land, with the view of serving against James II. in Ireland; but a motion having been made in the House of Commons by Sir Edward Seymour, for an address to the king, praying that he would cause Ludlow to be appreheaded, he returned to Switzerland, where he died in the year 1693. A monument was erected to his memory in the principal church of Vevay, by his wife, which Addison has copied in his Travels.

His heart beat high, fierce flashed his eye

When thus be them address'd-
The deep tones stirr'd, as soon as heard,

Revenge in every breast.
"Our gallant fathers, where are they?

Can echo answer make?
Like occan's spray, they've passed away-

Awake, then, warriors wake!
My sires like spray, have pass'd away,

Their bones are tombless now,
Exposed are they, to the light of day,

By the white man's plough.
The whites our tribe a falsehood told,

Each belted :varrior knows:
For we never sold, for paltry gold,

Earth where our dead repose;
For paltry gold, we've never sold

The lov'd land of our birth; Our grain they waste, where the hut was plac'd

Remains the roofless hearth.
Arm warriors for the fearful strife,

For hoarded vengeance due;
And let the knife, with the tide of life

Be dyed of a crimson huc.
Then let the knife, with the tide of life

No longer glitter bright,
But dye each blade, with a purple shade,

To attest your might.

Chiefs! we are summond to the fight,

By voices from the dead: When the robe of night, has scatter'd light,

They rise from the dreamless bed:
When the robe of night, had scattered light,

I was afraid, appallid,
For spirits pass'd on the viewless blast,

And for vengeance call'd.
With blazing domes, the night illume,

Sweet is revenge you know;
And my sable plume, will throw a gloom

Upon the boldest foe:
My raven plume, will throw a gloom

When in the breeze it shakes,
And foes will die, our battle cry

The infant's slumber breaks.

For the Saturday Evening Post. BLACK-HAWK'S ADDRESS TO HIS WAR

RIORS.
Where forest boughs a shelter made,

Gathered a warlike band,
The moon beams played on the shining blade

Each carried in his hand;
Though moon beams played, on the shining blade,

No banner they unfold,
The painted streak on each swarthy cheek,

Was fearsul to behold.
Their Chieftain mutely standing by

Seemed born to be obeyed,
And his heart beat high, as his flashing eye

The wild fierce band survey'd.

Our fathers trod the earth we tread,

Lords of these fertile plains-
No trace is seen, that they have been

But tombless, white remains.
List! a spirit's voice I hear,

The dead upon us call,
To stain the knife, with the tide of life,

To conquer, or to fall.
The chieftain spoke. His tameless eye

Around with triumph gazed,
As the painted band, with axe in hand,

The yell of battle raised:
The painted band, with axe in hand

Prepared for deadly strife,
And each warrior felt, in his beaded belt,
For his keen edg'd knife.

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the back porch." And there they accordingly took their Mrs. Washington Potts. “Do not suppose," continued Mrs. Marsden, "that we

are cleaning house: but we are going to have a party toBY MISS LESLIE.

night, and therefore you are most fortunate in your arrival, BROMLET CHESTOx, an officer in the United States navy, have sent invitations to all the most genteel families with

for I think I can prornise yon a very pleasant evening. We bad just returned from a three years' cruise in the Medi in seven miles, and I can assure you there was a great deal terranein. His ship came into New York; and after he had of trouble in getting the notes conveyed. We have also speat a week with a sister that was married in Boston, he asked a number of strangers from the city, who happen to could not resist his inclination to pay a visit to his mater be boarding in the village; we called on them for that pur; nal aunt, who had resided since her widowhood at one of the small towns on the banks of the Delarvare. base The husband of Mrs. Marsden had nol lived long enough | an unusual number of regrets, and some have as yet re

a complete equeeze; but unluckily we have received to make bis fortune, and it was his last injunction that she turned ro answers at all. However, we are sure of Mrs. should retire with her daughter to the country, or at least Washington Ports." to a country town. He feared that if she remained in Phi. ladelphia she would have too many temptations to exercise papered." "Yes,” replied Mrs. Marsden,

"I see." said Cheston, "you are having your parlours

we could not her taste for unnecessary expense; and that in consequence, possibly have a party with that old-fashioned paper on the the very moderate income, which was all be was able to walls, and we sent to the city a week ago for a man to leave her. would soon be found insufficient to supply her come and bring

with him some of the newest patterns, but with comforts. We will not venture to say that duty

to his aunt Mars. entirely given him up, and after we had had the rooms put

he never made his appearance till last night, after we had den was the young lieutenant's only incentive to this visit: in complete

order in other respects. But he says, as the as she had a beautiful daughter about eighteen, for whom: parlours are very small, he can easily put on the new pasince her earliest childhood, Bromley Cheston had felt per before evening, so we thought it better to take up the something a little more vivid than the usual degree of red carpets, and take down the curtains, and undo all that we gard that boys think sufficient for their cousins. His family did yesterday, rather than the walls should look old-fa. had formerly lived in Philadelphia, and till he went into shioned. I did intend having them painted, which would the navy Bromley and Albina were in habits of daily in- of course be much better, only that i here was no time to tercourse. Afterwards, on returning from sca, he always get that done before the party, so we must defer the paintas soon as he set his foot on American ground, began io devise means of seeing his pretty cousin, however short ing now for three or four years till this new paper has

grown old." the time and however great the distance. And it was in

But where is Albina.?" asked Cheston. meditation on Albina's beaoty and sprightliness that he had often " while sailing on the midnight deep," beguiled busy making cakes; as in this place we can buy none that

The truth is," answered Mrs. Marsden, “she is very ibe long hours of the watch, and thus rendered more to

are fit for a party. Luckily Albina is very clever at all such lerable that dreariest part of a seaman's duty.

things, having been a pupil of Mrs. Goodfellow. But there On arriving at the village, lieutenant Cheston immediate- is certainly a great deal of trouble in getting up a party in ly exablished his quarters at the hotel, fearing that to be. the country.” come an inmate of his aunt's house might cause her some

Just then the black girl, Drusa, made her appearance, inconvenience. Though he had performed the whole and said to Mrs. Mursden, " I've been for that there bean jourgey in a steamboat, he could not refrain from changing you call wanilla, and Mr. Brown says he never heard of his waistcoat, brushing his coat sleeves, brushing his hat, such a thing." brusbing his hair, and altering the tie of his cravat. Though

A man that keeps 90 large a store has

no right to be so he had never told his love." it cannot be said that con- ignorant,” remarked Mrs. Marsden. Then, Drusa, we cealment inad " preyed on his damask cheek," the only must Havour the ice-cream with lemon." change in that damask having been effected by the sun

" There an't no inore lemons to be had," said the girl, and wind of the ocean.

"and we've just barely enough for the lemonade." Mrs. Marsden lived in a small modest-looking white * Then some of the lemons must be taken for the ice house, with a green door and green venetian shutters. In cream," replied Mrs. Marsden, " and we must make out early summer the porch was canopied and perfumed with the lemonade with cream of tartar." honeysuckle, and the windows with roses. In front was a I forgot to tell you,” said Drusa," that Mrs. Jones says Power garden, redulent of sweetness and beauty; behind she can't spare no more creain, upon no account.” was a well-stored potager, and a fourishing little orchard. "How vexatious!" exclaimed Mrs. Marsden, “I wish The windows were amply shaded by the light and grace- we had two cows of our own-one is not sufficient when ful foliage of some beautiful locust-trees.

we are about giving a party. Drusa we must make out the * What a lovely spol," exclaimed Cheston—and inno- ice-cream by ihickening some milk with eggs." cence-modesty-candour-contentment-peace--simple · Eggs are scarce," replied the girl, “Miss Albinar uses pleasures--intellectual enjoyments, and varions other up so many for the cakes." delightful ideas chased each other rapidly through his She must spare some eggs from the cakes," said Mrs. mind.

Marsden, "and make out the cakes by adding a little pearl When he knocked at the door, it was opened by a black ash. Go directly and tell her so.". girl named Drusa, who had been brought up in the family, Cheston, though by no means au fait 10 the mysteries of and whose delight on seeing him was so great that she confectionary, could not help smiling at all this making out could scarcely find it in her heart to tell him that "the la: -" Really,” said his aunt, "these things are very annoydies were both out, or least partly out." Cheston, how ing. And as this party is given to Mrs. Washington Potts, eper, more than suspected that they were wholly at home, it is extremely desirable that nothing should fail. There is for he saw his aunt peeping over the bannisters, and had a no such thing now as having company, unless we can reglimpse of his cousin fitting into the back parlour; and ceive and entertain them in a certain style." besides, the whole domicile was evidently in some great "! perfectly remember," said Cheston, “the last party commotion, strongly resembling that horror of all men, a at which I was present in your house. I was then a midhouse-cleaning. The carpets had been removed, and the shipman, and it was just before I sailed on my cruize in the hall was filled with the parlourchairs: half of them being Pacific. I spent a delightful evening.” urned bottom upwards on the others, with looking.glasses Yes, I recollect that night," replied Mrs. Marsden. "In and pictures leaning against them; and he knew that, on those days it was not necessary for us to support a certain Each occasions, the ladies of a family in middle life are style, and parties were then very simple things, except never among the missing.

among people of the first rank. It was thought sufficient Go and give lieutenant Cheston's compliments to your to have two or three baskets of substantial cakes at tea, Ladies," said he, "and let them know that he is waiting to some almonds, raisins, apples, and oranges handed round see them."

afterwards, with wine and cordial, and then a large-sized Mrs. 'Marsden now ran down stairs in a wrapper and pound-cake at the last. The company assembled at seven morning cap, and gave her

nephew a very cordial recep- o'clock, and generally walked; for the ladies dresses were lion. Our house is just now in such confusion,” said she, only plain white

muslin. We invited but as many as could "that I have no place to invite you to sit down in except be accommodated with seats. The young people played

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at forfeits, and sung English and Scotch songs, and at the nean scenery," pursued Cheston. “You know I draw a close of the evening danced to the piano. How Mrs. little. I promise myself great pleasure in showing and exWashington Potts would be shocked if she was to find plaining them to you." herself a one of those obsolete parties!"

Oh! do send them this afternoon,” exclaimed Albina. The call jelly won't be clear," said the black girl, again " They will be the very things for the centre table. I dare making her appearance. " Aunt Katy has strained it five say the Montagues will recognize some of the places they times over through the fannen bag.”

have seen in Italy, for they have travelled all over the south * Go then and tell her to strain it five-and-twenty times," of Europe." said Mrs. Marsden, angrily—"It must and shall be clear. And who are the Montagues?" inquired Cheston. Nothing is more vulgar than cloudy jelly; Mrs. Washing. They are a very elegant English family," answered ton Potts will not touch it unless it is transparent as am- Mrs. Marsden, “cousins in some way to several noble

men.' * What, Nong, tong paw again," said Cheston. “Now, Perhaps so," said Cheston. do tell me who is Mrs. Washington Potts?"

“ Albina met with them at the lodgings of Mrs. Wash• Is it possible you have not heard of her!" exclaimed ington Potts,” pursued Mrs. Marsden, * where they have Mrs. Marsden.

been staying a week for the benefit of country air, and so "Indeed, I have not," replied Cheston. “You forget, she inclosed her card, and sent them invitations to her that for several years I have been cruising on classic party. They have as yet returned no answer, but that is ground, and I can assure you that the name of Washington no proof they will not come, for perhaps it may be the Potts has not yet reached the shores of the Mediterra- newest fashion in England not to answer notes."

You know the English are a very peculiar people," re"She is wife to a gentleman that has made a fortune in marked Albina. New Orleans," pursued Mrs. Marsden. “They came last “And what other lions have you provided ?" said Cheswinter to live in Philadelphia, having first visited London ton. and Paris. During the warm weather they took lodgings "Oh! no others except a poet," replied Albina. “Have in this village, and we have become quite intimate. So we you never heard of Bewley Garvin Gandy." have concluded to give them a party, previous to their re- Never!" answered Cheston—"Is that all one man?" turn to Philad-Ipnia, which is to take place immediately. “Nonsense," replied Albina; “ you know that poets geShe is a charming woman, though she certainly makes nerally have three names. B. G. G. was formerly Mr. strange mistakes in talking. You have no idea how socia. Gandy's signature; when he wrote only for the newspable she is, at least since she returned our call; which, to be pers, but now since he has come out in the magazines, and sure, was not till the end of a week; and Albina and I had annuals, and published his great poem of the World of sat up in full dress to receive her for no less than five days; Sorrow, he gives his name at full length. He has tried law, that is, from twelve o'clock till three. At last she came, physic, and divinity, and has resigned all for the Muses. and it would have surprised you to see how affably she be He is a great favourite with Mrs. Washington Potts.” haved to us."

And now, Albina," said Cheston, “ as I know you can "Not at all,” said Cheston, “I should not have expected have but little leisure to-day, I will only detain you while that she would have treated you rudely."

you indulge me with · Auld lang syne'-I see the piano * She really," continued Mrs. Marsden, " grew quite in- has been moved out into the porch." timate before her visit was over, and took our hands at Yes," said Mrs. Marsden,“ on account of the parlour parting: And as she went out through the garden, she papering." stopped to admire Albina's moss-roses: so we could do no *Oh! Bromley Cheston," exclaimed Albina, “ do not less than give her all that were blown. From that day she ask me to play any of those antidiluvian Scotch songs. has always sent to us when she wants flowers."

Mrs. Washington Potts cannot tolerate any thing but Ita• "No doubt of it," said Cheston.

“ You cannot imagine," pursued Mrs. Marsden, "on Cheston, who had no taste for Italian, immediately took what a familiar footing we are. She lias a high opinion of his hat, and apologizing for the length of his stay, was Albina's taste, and often gets her to make up caps, and do going away with the thought that Albina had much deteother little things for her. When any of her children are riorated in growing up. sick, she never sends any where else for currant jelly or "We shall see you this evening without the ceremony preserves. Albina makes gingerbread for them every Sa- of a further invitation," said Albina. turday. During the holidays she frequently sent her three "Of course," replied Cheston. boys to spend the day with us. There is the very place in "I quite long to introduce you to Mrs. Washington the railing where Randolph broke out a stick to whip Jef Potts," said Mrs. Marsden. ferson with, because Jefferson had thrown in his face a hot " What simpletons these women are," thought Cheston, baked apple which the mischievous little rogue had stolen as he hastily turned to depart. out of old Katy's oven.”

"The big plumb-cake's burnt to a coal," said Drusa, In the mean time, Albina had taken off the brown hol- putting her head out of the kitchen door. land bib apron, which she had worn all day in the kitchen, Both the ladies were off in an instant to the scene of dist and telling the cook to watch carefully the plumb-cake aster. And Cheston returned to his hotel, thinking of Mrs. that was baking, she hastened to her room by a back stair- Poits. (whom he had made up his mind to dislike,) of the case, and proceeded to take the pins out of her hair; for old adage, that " evil communication corrupts good manwhere is the young lady that on any emergency whatever, ners," and of the almost irresistible contagion of folly and would appear before a young gentleman with her hair vanity. “I am disappointed in Albina," said he, "in fupinned up. Though, just now, the opening out of her curls ture, I will regard her only as my mother's neice, and more was a considerable inconvenience to Albina, as she had be than a cousin she shall never be to me.". stowed much time and pains on putting them up for the Albina having assisted Mrs. Marsden in lamenting over evening.

the burnt cake, took off her silk frock, again pinned up her Finally, she came down“ in prime array," and Ches- hair, and joined assiduously in preparing another plumbton, who had left her a school-girl, found her now grown to cake, to replace the first one. A fatality seemed to attend womanhood and more beautiful than ever. Stili he could nearly all the confections, as is often the case, when par not forbear reproving her for treating him so much as a ticular importance is attached to their success. The jelly stranger, and iiot coming to him at once in her morning. obstinately refused to clarify, and the blanc-mange was dress.

equally unwilling to congeal. The maccaroons having run Mrs. Washington Potts," said Albina," is of opinion in baking, had neither shape nor feature, the kisses dethat a young lady should never be seen in dishabille by a clined rising, and the sponge-cake contradicted its name. gentleman."

Some of the things succeeded, but most were complete Cheston now found it very difficult to hear the name failures: probably because (as old Katy insisted) "there of Mrs. Potts with patience. " Albina," thought he, “is was a spell upon them.” In a city these disasters could Trewitched as well as her mother."

easily have been remedied, (even at the eleventh hoor) by "He spoke of his cruize in the Mediterranean, and Albi- sending to a confectioner's shop, but in the country there na told him that she had seen a beautiful view of the Bay is no alternative. Some of these mischances might perhaps of Naples, in a souvenir belonging to Mrs. Washington have been attributed to the volunteered assistance of a Fotts.

mantua-maker, that had been sent for from the city to "I have brought with me some sketches of Mediterra- ' make new dresses for the occasion, and who, on this busy

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day, being one of the best creatures in the world,” had now, being in my seventy-ffth year. But Mrs. Howks and declared her willingness to turn her hand to any thing. Mrs. Himes, and several others of my old friends, always

It was late in the afternoon before the papering was invite me to their daughters' parties, along with Mary; and over, and then great indeed was the bustle in clearing Iike to sit there and look about me and see people's new away the litter, clearing the floors, putting down the car ways. Mary had a party herself last winter, and it went pets, and replacing the furniture. In the midst of the con- off very well

, only that both the children came out that fusion, and whilst the ladies were earnestly engaged in night with the measles; and one of the lamps leaked, and fixing the ornaments, Drusa came in to say that Dixon the the oil ran all over the side-board, and streamed down on waiter

that had been hired for the evening, had just arrived, the carpet; and, it being the first time we ever had iceand falling to work immediately, he had poured all the cream in the house, Peter, the stupid black boy, not only blanc-mange down the sink, mistaking it for bonny-clab, brought saucers to eat it in, but cups and saucers both." ber.* This intelligence was almost too much to bear, and The old lady was now hurried up stairs, and she showed Mrs. Marsden could scarcely speak for vexation. much dissatisfaction on being told that as the damp parDrusa," said Albina, "you are a raven that has done lours would certainly give her her death,

there was no al. nothing all day but croak of disaster. Away and show ternative but for her to remain all the evening in the cham your face no more. let what will happen.".

ber allotted to her. This chamber, (the best furnished in Drusa departed, but in a few minutes she again put in the house) was also to be the ladies' room,' and Albina her head at the parlour door, and said, “Ma'am, may I just somewhat consoled Mrs. Quimby by telling her that as the speak one time more

ladies would come up there to take off their hoods and ar** What now," exclaimed Mrs. Marsden.

range their hair, she would have an opportunity of seeing “Oh! there's nothing else spiled or flung down the sink, them all before they went down stairs. And Mrs. Mars. jist now," said Drusa, but something's at hand a heap den promised to give orders that a portion of all the refresh. worse than all. Missus's old aunt Quimby has jist landed ments, should be carried up to her, and that Miss Matson, from the boat, and is coming up the road with baggage the mantua-maker, should sit with her a great part of the enough to last all summer."

evening. " Aunt Quimby!" exclaimed Albina, “this indeed caps It was now time for Albina and her mother to commence the climax!"

dressing, but Mrs. Marsden went down stairs again with Was there ever any thing more provoking," said Mrs. *more last words,' to the servants, and Albina

to make Marsden. When I lived in town she annoyed me suffi- some change in the arrangement of the centre-table. ciently, by coming every week to spend a day with me, She was in a loose gown, her curls were pinned up, and and now she does not spend days but weeks. I would go to keep them close and safe, she had tied over her head an to Alabama to get rid of her."

old gauze handkerchief. While bending over the centre** And then," said Albina, " she would come and spend table and marking with rose-leaves some of the most beaumonths with us. However, to do her justice, she is a very tiful of Mrs. Hemans' poems, and opening two or three respectable woman."

souvenirs, at their finest plates, a knock was suddenly All

bores are respectable people," replied Mrs. Mars- heard at the door, which proved to be the baker with the den," if they were otherwise, it would not be in their second plumb-cake, it having been consigned to his oven. power to bore us, for we could cut them and cast them off Albina desired him to bring it to her, and putting it on the at once. How very unlucky: What will Mrs. Washington silver waiter, she determined to divide it herself into slices. Potts think of her--and the Montagues too, if they should being afraid to trust that business to any one else, lest it come Still we must not affront her, as you know she is should be awkwardly cut or broken to pieces; it being

quite warm. " What can her riches signify to us,” said Albina, “she The baker went out, leaving the front door open, and has a married daughter."

Albina intent on her task of cutting the cake, did not look * True," replied Mrs. Marsden, "but you know riches up till she heard the sound of footsteps in the parlour, and should always command a certain degree of respect, and then what was her dismay on perceiving Mr. and Mrs. there are such things as legacies."

Montague and their daughter. “After all, according to the common saying, ''tis an ill | Albina's first impulse was to run awov, but she saw that wind that blows no good,' the parlours having been freshly it was now too late; and pale with confusion and vexation, papered, we can easily persuade aunt Quimby that they she tried to summon sufficient self-command to enable her are too damp for her to sit in, and so we can make her stay to pass off this contre-tems with something like address. up stairs all the evening."

It was not yet dusk, the sun being scarcely down, and of At this mornent the old lady's voice was heard at the all the persons invited to the party, it was natural to supdoor, discharging the porter who had brought her baggage pose that the English family would have come the latest on his wheelbarrow; and the next minute she was in the Mr. Montague was a long-bodied, short-legged man, front parlour. Mrs. Marsden and Albina were properly with round gray eyes, that looked as if they had been put astonished, and properly delighted at seeing her, but

each
on the outside

of his face, the sockets having no apparent after a pause of recollection, suddenly seized the old lady concavity; a sort of eye that is rarely seen in an American. by the arms and conveyed her into the entry, exclaiming: He had a long nose, and a large heavy mouth, with project"Oh! aunt Quimby, aunt Quimby! this is no place for ing under teeth, and altogether an unusual quantity of face;

" What's the meaning of all this,” cried Mrs. Quimby, which face was bordered round with whiskers, that began "why won't you let me stay in the parlour."

at his eyes and met under his chin, and resembled in tex. ** Yon'll get your death, answered Mrs. Marsden,- ture the coarse wiry fur of a black bear. He kept his hat you'll get the rheumatism. Both parlours have been under his arm, and his whole dress seemed as if modelled newly papered to-day, and the walls are quite wet." frorn one of the caricature prints of a London dandy.

"That's a bad thing," said Mrs. Quimby-“a very bad Mrs. Montague, (evidently some years older than her husthing I wish you had put off your papering till next spring. band,) was a gigantic woman, with features that looked as Who'd have thought of your doing it this day of all days." if seen through a magnifying glass. She had heavy piles of

*Oh! aunt Quimby," said Albina, "why did you not let yellowish curls, and a crimson velvet tocque. Her daughis know that you were coming?"

ter was a tall hard-face girl of seventeen, meant for a child "Why, I wanted to give you an agreeable surprise," re- by her parents, but not meaning herself as such. She was plied the old lady. “But tell me why the rooms are 80 drest in a white muslin frock and trowsers, and had a mass decked out, with Aowers hanging about the looking-glasses of black hair curling

on her neck and shoulders. and lamps, and why the candles are drest with cut paper, They all fixed their large eyes directly upon her, and it or something that looks like it."

was no wonder that Albina quailed beneath their glance, * We are going to have a party to-night,” said Albina. -- or rather their stare, particularly when Mrs. Montague * A party-I'm glad of it. Then I'm just come in the nick surveyed

her through her eye-glass. Mrs. Montague spoke of time.

first."

Your note did not specify the hour-Miss_Miss “I thought you had long since given up parties," said Martin," said she, “and as you Americans are early people, Mrs. Marsden, turning pale.

we thought we were only complying with the simplicity of No, indeed-why should II always go when I am republican manners by coming before dark. We suppose asked to be sure, I can't make much figure at parties that in general you adhere to the primitive

maxim of early to bed and early to rise.' forget the remainder of the

rhyme, but you know it undoubtedly." Thick sour milk.

Albina at that moment wished for the presence of Brom

yon.

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